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Friday, December 16

Drawing a blank...

I'm drawing a blank this week.

Not that I exhausted all possible creative efforts in my last post, but the past few days have been seriously hectic. I have a post brewing, but like anything that requires brewing (beer, and nice hot cup of tea), it must be allowed the allocated amount of time to do its work. So please bear with me, I'm resorting to an oldie but goodie technique, just so that you have reading material.

Don't tell me I don't care. It's a filthy lie.

Below are the lyrics to a song that, currently, I simply cannot get out of my head.

I'll be back. And soon.

You just know it.

Be well, y'all.

Your Minxxxxxxxxxxx

I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone, without beliefs
The only truth I know is you

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I

Copyright Simon & Garfunkel